Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

[dj
East, west, check out
Check it, ye-yeah,
east, west west, south south..

[chorus: dj
I got that east coast connect, west connect
Dirty south connect, so show respect
When my niggaz comin through you see we correct
Who are you, you do, who you tryin to threat?

I'm the wrong cat to call we fall out
The police gon' have some bodies to haul out
All out in the for the world to see
to the z-i, b-i-t
V.i.p., you're small time, three on
you can't ball accurately, tackle the beast
Stomp it down, slap it heat, bitch behave
Shit, we blaze to a nigga act his age
I'm to write the phrase that pays
You kick it with gays, dykes, and all of wackness
what you practice
Here we seperate the real niggaz from the
A&r's, mc searchin, my cactus!
Blackness surround sight and sound
As hit you and you hit the ground
My chips ain't never be down, watch me smoke
And flatline the first nigga to cross this

It's the gipp goodie, we kick the soul
To yo' block, or they streets, we all hang
We like to shine and ride, corners in our bumper cars
Top down, the candy paint job
Import up and down the highway
Old ladies transportin straight the skyways
In the in the five(? ) I got purple haze
Fat knot sess with the tree ton(? )
streets we run, rapper refund
You ridin up but we want yo' flows old girbauds
We hold, everything it takes to create the
To north to the west to the south
If it's war that you want just the pin
Rules we don't break 'em, we to bend
If you don't right you better take yo' ass home
Cause some catch bullets all alone

[pharoahe
I got the chevy shit, street scholar with
Collarless, japanese aikido with, mixed
Top dollar dick now, my whole nut rap
Gun in my mouth, pop shit, sayin, "fuck that"
You have to listen, brew, trapped in a addiction
Styles, multiply japanese mathematicians
Cut cause chaos - my kicks criminals
I'm the adolf
I'm the bomb that's attached to the time of a
or swastika
Quicker to a form of execution, pull it
Bullet, to the head of eletrocution
The rambunctious, in yo' trunk shit
Totally insane, hurricane with monch, gipp
the west coast (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york slippers and the south wearin hoodies

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[dj
Ye-yeah, uh-huh,
Give it up, uh-huh (dirty south) ye-yeah,
it up, uh-huh, give it up, shake it
Uh-huh, it (dirty south) uh-huh
Shake it.. uh-huh, it
C'mon, it up (dirty south)

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